“You look sexy making breakfast in that nightie, I hope I get this every day.”
“Don’t count on it.” I laugh.
He spins me around and presses a sizzling kiss to my lips. Mmmmm, pleasant morning it is.
“What you cooking, good looking?”
I snort and shove him. “You’re so lame.”
“Am not.”
“I am creating, go away.”
“You don’t want me to go away.”
“No your right I don’t. Arrogant.”
He laughs, and I watch him walk off. My eyes trail over that gorgeous backside; damn he looks good in his boxer shorts. His back is muscled, tanned and toned. I want to bite it. Jack walks in from outside, and I drag my gaze away from Jax. I rush over to him and pull him into a hug, pressing my head to his chest.
“I love you Jack.”
He smiles into my hair. “You too angel.”
“Don’t ever think your not special to me,” I glance up at him. “I am sorry I don’t love you how you want but please know if you ever left, it would break my heart.”
He looks down at me, his blue eyes all pained and intense. “I know that. I won’t leave.”
I pull away with a warm smile and finish off breakfast. I can hear Jax laughing with Lilly; her squeals make my day. They come out with big, broad smiles on theirs faces and the sight warms my heart. I will never get enough of seeing them together. I serve up the food, and we sit down. As my bottom hits the chair, I yelp and jump, slamming my knee into the table. Jack pauses and Jax grins, a wide, ear to ear grin. He knows exactly why I jumped. I am not used to being so sore. He winks at me and I flush, looking down at my plate. When we are done, I clear up.
“Sore baby?”
I turn, and Jax is leaning against the counter, grinning that arrogant grin.
“Yes.” I snap.
“Aw, cranky too?”
“Shut it Watts.”
He walks over and wraps his fingers in my hair and kisses me hard, long, deep. I pull back, and I am hot, my cheeks blazing. Damn this man has a serious effect on me.
“I like that you are hurting.”
“How romantic.” I mutter.
“Do you need more cuddles?”
I laugh, loudly. “God, you never cease to amaze me. Haven't we been over this Watts, you don’t cuddle.”
“No, but I hear it makes cranky girls happy.”
I glare at him. “I’m not cranky.”
“Your cranky and sore.” He grins.
“You are proud of yourself aren’t you?”
“A little.”
“Anyone ever told you, you are a sadist?”
“A few times.”
I snort and wipe my hands on a nearby tea towel. “Are we going to take Lilly to the house?”
He grins. “Sure are.”
“Ok, well go and get her.”
He raises an eyebrow at me. “Are you ordering me around, Miss Casteah?”
“Perhaps. Are you going to listen?”
He leans down and nips my bottom lip. “Just this once.”
“I am going to the shop first, so I can get some things to put in the fridge out at the new house.”
“You need money?”
I scowl at him.
“What?” He asks, throwing up his hands.
“We are engaged, but that doesn’t mean you have to buy everything.”
He frowns and tries not to smirk. “So you have money then?”
I flush. “No.”
He laughs and throws me his wallet. “See you baby.”
I huff and walk out the door. Stupid man. I get some ingredients to make some sandwiches then I come home. When I walk in, everybody stops talking. I note that Layla, Mack and Sam have come over.
“What are you lot plotting?” I mutter.
“Nothing, how are you baby?” Mack asks standing and hugging me.
“Fine Daddy.”
“Feeling better?”
“You mean do I feel better after taking on some serious injuries?”
He grimaces. “Yes.”
“I am better.”
He smiles at me. “I heard the fantastic news, congratulations love.”
“Huh?”
“You and Jax, engaged.”
“Oh.” I flush and Jax grins.
“He told us about the new house, sounds like a neat place.”
“It
’
s beautiful. Speaking of which, are we going?” I ask Jax.
“Yep, Lilly lets roll.”
Lilly comes roaring out of the lounge room and hugs everybody quickly. Then we get in the car, with promises to see them all later. I stare out the window and watch the world go by as we leave the city and head into the country. Jax reaches over and places his hand on my leg, running his fingers slowly up and down. I shiver.
“What you thinking about?” He asks.
“Nothing.”
“Liar.”
I smile, turning to look at him. “I was just thinking about the treasure.”
His smile fades. “Why?”
“Just wondering, what would happen if they got it? Would it make it impossible for your crew to finish them?”
He shrugs. “It’s likely, but they won’t be getting it.”
Guilt floods me. I am stupid, risking everything for a bunch of pirates. I should tell Jax. I know I should, but Lilly’s life is so important to me. I know pirates; they would find a way to get to her as soon as they found out Jax was onto them. It was so risky. I had been plotting my own plan, trying to work out how I could pretend to meet them and kill them. It could work, if I plan it right. Then nobody has to be hurt, and the treasure can be finished safety.
“I guess not.”
Jax doesn’t take his eyes off the road, but he visibly tenses.
“Do you know something I don’t?”
“No.” I say, quickly.
“You better not.”
We sit in silence the rest of the way to the house, tension brewing in the air. God, if he finds out I know and have known all along; he will never forgive me.
CHAPTER
13
We spend the day at the house; Lilly is overwhelmed and beyond excited at her new home. She loves the horse and sits with him for hours. Jax busies himself doing some work on the ships engine, while I potter around the house working out where I will put things and how I will set it up. We will begin moving in tomorrow, Layla decided she would rent my house off me, so I don’t have to sell it.
When Jax comes up for lunch, he is all greasy and mechanic looking. I feel my skin prickle. Damn, he is hot as a pirate, but he can pull of mechanic just as well. Faded denim jeans, no shirt, grease marks across his sculpted, delicious chest. Wow. He notices me gazing at him, and makes a noise to snap me out of it. I look up and blush.
“Sorry.”
He laughs. “No problems.”
I walk over and splay my hands out across his chest. He is warm, and he smells of grease and oil. Oh, damn. I want him. Now.
“Jax, I want to fuck you so badly right now.”
He growls. “Stop it.”
I lean up and press a kiss to his neck; he groans and takes my hair in his hands and pulls my head back, slanting his lips over mine. I melt into him; he tastes so….manly. He is the meaning of masculine, his scent, his body, his taste, everything. I press my body against his and grind my hips seductively. His hands shoot down to stop the action, and he pulls away.
“Stop it. Lilly will be in any minute.”
I pout. “I want you.”
His gaze is hungry. “I want you too, believe me.”
“Hi Mummy!” Lilly chirps coming through the door.
I let Jax go and step back, noticing his exceptionally clear excitement. He sits down at the table quickly, shooting me a hungry glance. I turn away and gather the food I have prepared. God, I am desperate for him. I nibble at my sandwich; my appetite is gone. Well, for food anyway. Jax is staring at me; I am desperately trying to look anywhere but at him.
“Mummy, can I go play at the beach?”
I glance up at Jax. He shrugs.
“Go ahead baby, just don’t go in the water unless we are there.” He warns.
“Yes daddy.”
“Hat Lilly.” I say, and she picks up her hat on the way out. I watch her until she is on the sand.
I turn to Jax; he is standing and stalking over to me with the grace of a lion on its hunt. I leap at him, and he catches me. I wrap my legs around his hip, and he slams me into the nearby wall. I want primal; no foreplay, hardcore sex and I know he does too. I sink into the deep kiss he is giving me, groaning and tangling my hands into his hair. He yanks up my dress and pulls my panties to the side. His fingers slide through me, and I gasp.
“You are ready, I am going to fuck you Jade, hard.”
He grasps his jeans and yanks the top down, releases himself, then he drives into me. I groan, oh god the pleasure. He uses his hands to guide my hips into place and then with immense force he slams into me again. He lets out a guttural moan, and his fingers pinch the skin on my bottom as he thrusts in again. Oh crap, that felt so good. I know I shouldn’t like it, but it makes sense to me now, why he likes pain and pleasure combined. I can’t believe the words that come out of my mouth next.
“Spank me Jax.”
He growls. “You sure?”
“Yes!” I rasp.
He removes me from the wall and carries me over to the kitchen bench. He puts me down, then spins me around and bends me over it. Oh God, this is so erotic. He runs his hands from the top of my spine right down my back, over my hips and then settles on my bottom. He makes a satisfied sound and then brings his hand down on my flesh. I cry out and then whimper, desperate for more.
“More.” I plead.
“Bad girl.”
He slaps me again, and I can feel my nerve endings coming alive. Oh god, I need him, now.
“Jax, I need…”
“I know baby.”
He brings his hand down onto my bottom again and at the same time he drives into me. His roar fills my ears as he begins his delicious pace. I love this position; I can feel all of him, and boy does it feel intimate. He pulls out and then drives in again, laying another slap over my bottom. I scream and erupt in an intense orgasm. I feel myself tighten around him, and I can hear myself screaming. He stops hitting me and just drives into me with intense force until his moans tangle with my screams and we release together.
“Holy shit.” I whisper, when we slow down. I am convinced I can hear his heart beating along with mine. I can feel mine thumping in my head.
He pulls away and yanks up his jeans, then helps me stand. My mind is fuzzy; I feel so good.
“You are a bad, bad girl.”
“You started it.” I groan, sitting down. That will hurt later.
“How did I start it?” He asks, kneeling in front of me and fixing my dress, so I don’t look just fucked.
“You said you wanted to fuck me.”
“Well you shouldn’t come in all….oily.”
He grins. “Are you hurt?”
“No.” I whimper.
“PJ, LAYLA!”
I hear Lilly yelling out, and I quickly stand, just as Poseidon and Layla walk in. I blush, furiously, and Jax casually does up his button. Layla giggles, an outburst that she quickly smothers.
“Hi guys.” She says and gives me a knowing stare.
“Hi.” I mumble.
“Did we interrupt something?”
Jax wipes his hands across his jeans and looks god damned gorgeous standing there shirtless, his muscles bulging from our recent activities.
“Nah, we are just done.”
I stare at him in shock, and he winks at me. PJ laughs.
“Mind if we have a word Jax?” Layla asks.
I am shocked. “What about?”
“Oh, just something Jack wanted me to pass on. PJ has something to tell you; we won’t be long.”
Jax follows Layla outside, and I watch them go. I turn to
Poseidon
who is grinning at me.
“Are you having sex with my best friend whore?” I say and he laughs.
“Indeed.”
“You are gross.”
“She’s hot.”
“Don’t use her, I will beat you to death with a stick.”
He strides over and shocks me by giving me a hug.
“You look great after sex, anyone ever tell you that.”
“Shut up. What did you have to tell me?”
“Layla and I are official.”
My mouth drops open, and his eyes dance with amusement.
“You’re kidding?”
“Nope. I like her.”
“No, you don’t like anyone.”
“She is an exception.”
“Don’t hurt her whore, or I swear to god…”
“You will beat me to death with a stick?” He grins.
“God, you annoy me, you dirty perve.”
“Sticks and stones little girl, sticks and stones.”
I poke my tongue out at him just as Jax walks back in with Layla.